If I had grown up

“Some day you will be old enough to start reading fairy tales again.”
― C.S. Lewis

Tortured hollows, twisted, coloured and soaked –
Of fragrant laughing reveries, they speak,
Watching as ancestors’ advice is mocked,
And radiant long paths ahead seem bleak.

If I had grown up, certainly of this
Pure, barefaced joy – I would have no inkling
Wandering in societal norms’ abyss
Predestined to watch hopeful souls wrinkling.

Remorseless time must I hold in hard ice
To linger behind captive in this world
Where hearts’ choices – deep and true have no price
And remain young in memories unfurled.

Truly, if I had grown up, and age gained
My young heart of feathers must I have chained.

“When we are children we seldom think of the future. This innocence leaves us free to enjoy ourselves as few adults can. The day we fret about the future is the day we leave our childhood behind.”
― Patrick Rothfuss, The Name of the Wind

This was written in response to this week’s We’ave Written Weekly; W3 poetry prompt hosted by David @ The Skeptic’s Kaddish. This week’s prompt given by Lesley Scoble consisted of two options of which I attempted the second one:

Option #1: Write a ‘Minute Poem’

• Narrative poetry—Tell a story in real time of a minute;  
• A 12 line poem comprised of 3 quatrains (3 stanzas of 4 lines); 
• Syllabic: The first line of each stanza has 8 syllables. The following 3 lines in each stanza have 4 syllables; 
• Rhyming: aabb ccdd eeff; 
• Poem illustrates an event in real time of 60 seconds;
• A light hearted form of poetry that suits humorous verse. 

Option #2: Write a Shakespearean Sonnet using iambic pentameter

Please feel free to join in – submissions are open until October 16, 10:00 AM (GMT+3)!

I came across a weird train of thought the other day while watching a few kids be the happiest they possibly could be at the time – a thought that I’ve often entertained before. It’s not necessarily true but it often feeds anxious thoughts. It was that growing up takes away one’s liberty to make mistakes as responsibilities start cropping up. There’s nothing wrong with being wrong, but life isn’t as experimental as it was when I was considered a child.

Maybe it’s just me and my awkward self but there are times I wish I was still a child so some things would have been overlooked. And this seemingly self-contradictory theme is what I picked for this week’s response, albeit not entirely in accordance with the guidelines. Instead of the exact thought, I tried to justify why I’d be a child and not always worry about making mistakes by writing what would have happened if I had grown up (I think? It sounds confusing now that I write it down)🤦‍♀️

I always struggle with syllable requirements and the Iambic pentameter has yet to find a place in my head haha!

Also a quick update on hello! // life update & monthly wrap-up: I got into my second choice of college and will be majoring in Mechanical Engineering!
Thank you for all your prayers, support and well-wishes!❤️
On that same note, I’d absolutely appreciate any advice on college, especially the social stuff, haha!

As always, please feel free to share your interpretation or take on the poem!

Thoughtfully yours,

31 thoughts on “If I had grown up

  1. Wow! What a beautiful post! Your writing is always so good to read. Your thoughts here were very relatable to me. I have felt the same way about childhood. The accompanying quotes were awesome too!!! ♥️

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  2. This is an awesome sonnet 🪶🌹
    I can relate to it so much!—and shall be ruminating its message all day…
    Thank you 🙏❤️

    Haha! I’m glad I’m not alone in confused thoughts about the iambic pentameter!
    My views about how difficult I find the iambic pentameter are expressed in a blogpost from earlier this year! If you so desire, the post can be viewed on my site in my blogpost ‘Got a Minute to Read a Minute Poem?’ (I’ve still yet to write a sonnet!).

    Got a Minute to Read a Minute Poem?

    (I’m sorry, I don’t know yet how to do a ‘Pingback’)

    L 🌹

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  3. Aw thank you, Jan! I’m thoroughly humbled you think so and very grateful you found it relatable. Ahh so glad you agree! Childhood is so wierd at times haha! Thanks so much for taking the time to read and share your thoughts ❤️


  4. Yay! Thank you so much – I’m so relieved you can relate to it! I was afraid it wouldn’t make sense 😂

    Ahh absolutely! I had such a challenging time trying to write in Iambic Pentameter – I finally gave up and settled for 10 syllables per line.
    That sounds interesting! I’ll be sure to give it a read! No worries, the link works great!

    Pingbacks can be confusing at first because they’re at the author’s end. All you have to do is mention the link of the post you want to pingback to. So in this case, you would have to use my post’s link in your post about the Iambic Pentameter.
    In this post, I’ve pingbacked to both David’s prompt post and your prompt poem by mentioning both the posts’ links after my “sonnet” 🫣

    Hope that helped!
    Thanks so much for taking the time to read and share your thoughts ❤️ This prompt was challenging but I learned so much!

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  5. You say, “weird,” I say delightful! Your poem is fantastic! Keep that child alive, Deepthy. 😊 My own recent train of thought led me to exploring this theme too. A worthy topic. ✨ Wonderful to read you!

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  6. Keeping whimsy alive in the adult life is an active process. Childhood is the searching for maturity and the scattering of carefree ways. Your sonnet is lovely and so very readable! Congrats on getting into a good college and on your chosen field of study! Poetry and engineering are not too different really!!

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  7. The poem is beautiful…I won’t choose to be a kid again. Can’t undergo the trauma of entrance exams again and med school as well. One lifetime is enough😅

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  8. I wasn’t allowed to be a kid from around age 8 when my mother flipped the expectations, so as an adult I’ve learned the joy of being a beginner, giving myself permission to make mistakes and to express my joy in a simple, childlike way, and not worry about what others may think. Freedom is what we give ourselves when we give ourselves permission to be ourselves!

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  9. I loved this post so much…it was haunting and relatable.
    Congrats on getting into your second choice! I wish you the best of luck with your studies! I know you’ll do great.

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  10. That’s so sweet of you to say – I suppose perspective truly does matter!
    Thank you so much! I’m thrilled you had a similar train of thought – it’s definitely one to ponder on! Aw thank you – I so appreciate your constant support ❤️

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  11. I’m glad you think so – it’s disheartening to hear so many going ‘Just grow up’ 🫣
    Wow, that’s a beautiful thought! I always thought of it as a transition into a more careful life 😂 but yours is so much better!🥰
    Aw thank you so much!❤️ I can’t wait to see how it goes!
    Ooh that’s yet another interesting idea! May I ask why you say that?


  12. Aw I’m sorry to hear that – that must have been hard to do at such a young age. That’s such a heartwarming thought – the joy of being a beginner. Brilliantly said, Tamara! Thanks so much for taking the time to read and share your take on it ❤️


  13. I’m so happy you found it relatable, Diamond! I think it’s something we need to talk about more 😂❤️
    Aw thanks so much! Oof I sure hope I survive 🫣

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